I like yoga for what it does for my balance, stamina and general health.

I also enjoy ogling the yoga babes. I’m always respectful, though, and I never expect any attention back. But last week I got the surprise of my life.

I arrived at the studio and suddenly recalled it would be my last class with my favorite instructor, Andrea — this was her last night at the studio. I was relieved when I remembered I had a camera in the car, to take a picture to remember her by, so I hastily went back for it.

When I got back to the studio, I was startled to find it lit by candles, which were reflected in the all-mirrored walls. And there was no one there but Andrea herself, bending down to place one last candle — and displaying the most amazing buttocks!

It wasn’t till she stood up that I realized she was completely undressed! And she was a vision: tall, with dark shoulder-length hair, smoldering eyes and firm round breasts — capped with dark, puffy areolae, which I’d seen once or twice before poking out through a T-shirt.

Casual as I could, I said, “What’s going on, babe?”

Andrea said, “It’s time we made love.” And I thought she barely knew my name!

She had arranged fresh towels on the carpet and placed water bottles around strategically. Now she kissed me — the most gentle, loving kiss — and I turned to mush! She lowered my pants and found just a velvet thong cradling my dick. While caressing it, she whispered, “I can’t wait to be with you.”

I took her head in my hands and returned the kiss with a passion I didn’t know I had. Then she removed my leather jacket and shirt, and slowly circled my sensitive nips and found my “spots,” while with her other hand she worked my dick through the thong, which she soon after lowered to the floor, announcing, “Time to lose this!” A moment later I felt the heat of her tongue lapping my dickhead.

Before any “fireworks” could go off, I raised Angela back up and kissed her tenderly, then worked my mouth over her cheek, eye and ear, and at the same time caressed her beautiful breasts. While she moaned, I put my tongue to work on those breasts and slid my hands down her sides. I knelt before this total goddess and inhaled her scent, brushing her gently with my beard. She shuddered.

To support her I grabbed her buns, a rock-solid handful, then slid a hand along her toned thigh. I tongued her clit and soon had her screaming her delight. I scooped her in my arms and laid her on some towels. When she caught her breath, she rose up, laid me down and kissed my nipples, then straddled my hips. When she went to my dick, she didn’t stop with tongue play; she took it in her mouth and after two or three slow, succulent pumps swallowed it completely.

She looked in my eyes, and I warned her that if she didn’t stop right away, I’d come in her throat. She made a moaning sound, and the next thing I knew she was draining me!

As soon as my dick slid out of her mouth, still throbbing, she sat herself right down on it. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, and we had the most playful, soulful kiss imaginable. As this continued, Andrea started a joyful slow ride on me that I hoped would last forever. As we shifted and got more comfortable in this position, she wrapped her luscious thighs around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder.

When she came, it was slow and eruptive, and I was so overwhelmed that without warning my cock blew inside her. We just held each other for a long while, until she said she had to go, so could I please leave her to clean up. Reluctantly I got dressed, and she waved and blew me a kiss as I headed for the door.